Where the heck is my mum?

You can wrap me up, give me a feed and pop me into my bed.

I'll look at you with my big, blue eyes and then I'll promptly close them and go to sleep.

But, as we all discovered tonight, that winning, fail-safe formula only works if you are Mum.

And if you happen to be Dad?

Well, then.

I shall cry blue murder.

I shall refuse to sleep.

I shall make it known to all and sundry that I am not pleased.

And then...when Mum does get home after being at a dinner for hours?

I shall smile at her a cheeky smile.

And then, after she has wrapped me up and given me a feed and she has popped me into my bed....

I will look at her with my big, blue eyes and then I'll promptly close them and go to sleep.

*Sigh*